My Living
YOUlogy

YOU are invited

An evening of music,
reflection & presence

A space where love and truth can be spoken
while we’re still here to hear them.

This is not a funeral — but it is me, so the dramatic depth is on brand.

On the contrary, it’s actually my version of a birthday celebration. It is an ode to the multi-layered beings that we are, symbolising the death and memory of what no longer serves me, as I make space for my choice of becoming.

The concept of this YOUlogy is to curate a space so the unseen and unheard parts of me feel safe enough to display their depths through the art of expression. I intend on inverting the four walls that have heard me cry out — so I can offer permission to all of us to be heard and seen in all of our moving parts.

I’ll be sharing songs written (if I can remember the lyrics 😉) and yet to be forged
that are true and too vulnerable for me to share in any environment.

Despite me being the centre of attention for this event —
it’s not just for me. It’s for the collective.
It’s for all of us.

A few things I’d like to invite YOU to do

Before attending
this YOUlogy

• Pre-written YOUlogy — instructions in the RSVP form. Bring it with you to burn. Your words will be for your eyes only; if fire rules and venue allow, we shall send them into the ether — signifying the transmutation and transition into the life you choose to live.
• Childhood totem / teddy bear / stuffed animal — more than one is allowed. The space can never have too many, and someone else who doesn’t have one may appreciate the gesture. They will represent your inner children and mine — able to be seen, held and loved in a safe space.

Why these two things?

Because this isn’t just my story — it’s ours. The eulogy invites you to contemplate life after death, while the childhood totem evokes life before we even conceptualised living. Together, they hold the bookends of our existence: the innocence we arrived with and the wisdom we’ll leave behind.

This is a collective experience of welcoming the vulnerable — the light and the dark, the seen and unseen. By honouring both the children we once were and the inevitable end we’ll all meet, we create space to let go into the becoming of who we are now.

With gratitude and love for the small beings who got us here,
and compassion for the beings we’re still becoming.

Your child self deserves to be witnessed. Your whole self does.

What you should know

You are in control
of your experience

This event holds space for emotional depth, but it is not therapy. It is not ritual in a formal sense. It is not designed to extract catharsis from you.

• If you feel uncomfortable at any point, the invitation is to sit and be with those emotions. If it does get too much, you are more than welcome to respectfully go outside for some fresh air at any point.
• I ask for presence and minimal chatter while music is being played.
• You may sit in silence the entire time.
• You may feel nothing, and that is completely okay.
• You may cry, laugh, or remain unmoved — there is no “right” response.

No one will ask anything of you that you don’t offer.
This is not a performance of grief. It’s not a demand for vulnerability.

It’s an experiment in being alive together — with whatever that brings.